Abbey and Dakota sat on Khaat and Brian's laps and ate little nibbles of fruit. They were such teeny tiny bites that there wasn't much chewing to them, and the girls delighted in the sweet taste of the fruit. Brian watched Dakota and said softly, "You're a good mother, Khaat. You're a better mother to my girls than my mother was to me."
"Brian!" she said softly. "You've never said anything except that your mother was a saint."
"Khaat," he said thoughtfully. "She loved us. So did my dad. But, you know what? I've never seen anyone watch so carefully as you do. You watch every move they make, you care about even the tiniest bit of food that goes in their mouths, you know the slightest sound they make. My parents cared, but it wasn't until I actually lost what I had that I found out what love really was--when I came to live with you all. My parents weren't Gryffindors. My mother was a Hufflepuff, and my dad was a Ravenclaw. My mother was very passive. My father was bright, but having fun and making money were the most important things in his life."
"They weren't Gryffindors? I never knew that."
"Kieran gets his cleverness from our father. Fiona gets her passivity from my mother. I...don't belong. Anywhere."
"Yes you do," came the sound of a new voice. Khaat looked up to see that her mother had apparated into the room. "You belong with us. We knew your parents' houses. Brian, you got your Gryffindor nature from Robert." Brian just frowned, confused. "Brian," Kate went over to him and stroke the hair of the young man she thought of as her son, "do you remember the first year or so you were with us?"
"I do," he said.
"The only one who could do anything with you was Robert. You were so angry, and you had every right. But in the end, it was Robert who you bonded to. It was Robert who got the brunt of your anger and your grief. He was the one who came to you in the middle of the night when you would wake up screaming from the memories of that crash. And you learned to trust again because he was just always there for you, no matter what you dished out at him. You got your Gryffindor heart from him."
"You and Robert and Khaat were the best things that ever happened to me," he said. He was about to say something more when Dakota began to shout at Kate for her attention, shouting "GA! GA! GA!...." and tugging on slacks. That made everyone laugh.
"You really do have to work with this one," Kate laughed, picking up Dakota, "She is a demanding little thing."
"I have a cure for that," he smiled. "Max!" he called. The white cat came out of nowhere. "Babies, Max," Brian said. Max walked over to them and started pawing at Dakota's shoe. Kate put Dakota down on the floor and she began to crawl after Max immediately.